Putting the panties back on I also wore the garter belt, stockings, panties and bra under my clothes. Taking an overnight bag stuffed with a change of...clothes I also put the comic book and picture inside before we set out for the Courtyard Whenever we went to the Courtyard I usually ended up staying the night at Donna's apartment. The feeling of the stockings on my smooth skin against the pants soon had me hard again. Half way there I took Donna's hand and brought it down so she could feel the. I clear my throat trying get him to go away and he looks at my facebacking up, i realize hes not wearing any pants or underwear, his giant black meat swinging between his legs. I ask him what hewants in a nervous voise, he just continues to stare at me and asks what im doing on his land. I tell him im on vacation andhe just snaps his fingers , two more bare black men with their giant black man meat dangling between their legs step out infront of me, holding ropes and chains in their hands.As i. “Were we ever this small and noisy,” I asked as we forced our way through the throng.“I think we probably were,” she replied with a smile.“Look at those two.” I pointed to a couple of the twelve-year-olds in a corner. He had her pushed up against the wall and was trying his best to suck her tongue out of her mouth. “I don’t think I’d have had the guts to do that at their age. I don’t think I was even thinking about that at their age.”Clarissa shrugged. “They start early these days.”“These days?. More than anything, I didn’t want our friendship to be spoiled, but it was looking increasingly likely. That afternoon as we travelled home on the bus together, not talking, I took the opportunity to hand Beth a small gift I’d bought her for Christmas. As she accepted it, I noticed that there were tears welling in her eyes. She lent over and kissed me on the cheek. “I love you,” she whispered. “I love you, too, Beth,” I whispered back. With those words still ringing in our ears, Beth.